Kids say the darndest things...
That was one of Art Linkletter's favorite sayings during his hit television show in the late 1950s and early 1960s involving him interviewing children.
My little princess, 6 year old Abigail, would be a natural for that show. Filled with personality plus, this cute little gal can come up with the darndest things.
Take, for example, a Thursday evening trip to the grocery store. I had promised to take her to the store so she could get a bag of chips her two older brothers -- David, 7, and Aaron, 12, -- were refusing to share with her at home.
Abigail is more like her momma in a store. It is not a quick trip, even though we may be after just one or two items and know what we want.
We must have gone down the chip aisle at Kroger's 100 times. It was such a good work out I believe I lost 10 lbs. I know I definitely improved my cardiovascular system.
But I was losing my patience.
"Abigail," I told her, "mommy needs some milk. The milk area is right over here. Why don't you stay in the chip aisle and I will go get some milk quickly."
Her reply:
"Oh no daddy!!! You can't do that. NO, NO, NO!! Somebody might steal me."
Point well taken. She went with me to the milk area and, after 15 more minutes back in the chip aisle, she decided the chips she really wanted were at the front of the store, where we first came in. Go figure.
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Now, I'd like to turn my attention to a pet peeve of mine and men I believe you will be 100 percent behind me.
You know how important it is to put the (toilet) seat back down for the lady of the home after we men use the facilities. I don't have a problem with that. At one time, we had four daughters in the house. So I understand.
What I do have a problem with, though, is when my wife uses my car and fails to move my (car) seat back. I have repeatedly told her about this problem. After all, if I can take the proper care with her seat, why can't she do the same for my seat?
There have been times -- especially cold days -- I really don't pay attention to the seat while getting in my car. I just want to get in and get the thing started. Unbeknownst to me, there are times she has had used my car the night before and left the seat up.
I guess you can imagine what happens when this big ol' burly boy with a 6'0'' and 250 lb.. frame gets into a seat that was adjusted for a 5'2'' much smaller frame. If you said or thought CRUNCH, your were right.
There have been times I thought I had to call the fire department with their "jaws of life" to get me out between the seat and steering wheel.
I won't tell you the first couple of thoughts that initially went through my mind as my body was wedged and twisted in ways that God never intended for a 57 year old body.
But I've given up the battle in this war of the seats. Don't get me wrong...I will continue to make sure "her seat" is in its proper place. I guess I can still hope for "my seat."
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Kids say the darndest things...
That was one of Art Linkletter's favorite sayings during his hit television show in the late 1950s and early 1960s involving him interviewing children.
My little princess, 6 year old Abigail, would be a natural for that show. Filled with personality plus, this cute little gal can come up with the darndest things.
Take, for example, a Thursday evening trip to the grocery store. I had promised to take her to the store so she could get a bag of chips her two older brothers -- David, 7, and Aaron, 12, -- were refusing to share with her at home.
Abigail is more like her momma in a store. It is not a quick trip, even though we may be after just one or two items and know what we want.
We must have gone down the chip aisle at Kroger's 100 times. It was such a good work out I believe I lost 10 lbs. I know I definitely improved my cardiovascular system.
But I was losing my patience.
"Abigail," I told her, "mommy needs some milk. The milk area is right over here. Why don't you stay in the chip aisle and I will go get some milk quickly."
Her reply:
"Oh no daddy!!! You can't do that. NO, NO, NO!! Somebody might steal me."
Point well taken. She went with me to the milk area and, after 15 more minutes back in the chip aisle, she decided the chips she really wanted were at the front of the store, where we first came in. Go figure.
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Now, I'd like to turn my attention to a pet peeve of mine and men I believe you will be 100 percent behind me.
You know how important it is to put the (toilet) seat back down for the lady of the home after we men use the facilities. I don't have a problem with that. At one time, we had four daughters in the house. So I understand.
What I do have a problem with, though, is when my wife uses my car and fails to move my (car) seat back. I have repeatedly told her about this problem. After all, if I can take the proper care with her seat, why can't she do the same for my seat?
There have been times -- especially cold days -- I really don't pay attention to the seat while getting in my car. I just want to get in and get the thing started. Unbeknownst to me, there are times she has had used my car the night before and left the seat up.
I guess you can imagine what happens when this big ol' burly boy with a 6'0'' and 250 lb.. frame gets into a seat that was adjusted for a 5'2'' much smaller frame. If you said or thought CRUNCH, your were right.
There have been times I thought I had to call the fire department with their "jaws of life" to get me out between the seat and steering wheel.
I won't tell you the first couple of thoughts that initially went through my mind as my body was wedged and twisted in ways that God never intended for a 57 year old body.
But I've given up the battle in this war of the seats. Don't get me wrong...I will continue to make sure "her seat" is in its proper place. I guess I can still hope for "my seat."
